It takes several weeks, but after having showed the police the note ...they were very helpful in directing me through the proper local channels, and I celebrate this day that the court gives me custody.   I am disappointed, with the fact that I'd not asked Angelita her son's name.   How could I had not asked?   But I hadn't ...and now I am faced with having to choose a name.   That actually is rather easy though.   As I visit the cemetery, I imagine asking Stephen permission to use his name ...then I visit Angelita's grave site to inform her of my choice, "I'm sure you would approve, Angelita."   But it is not a "grave" site from either Stephen's perspective, or Angelita's ...as they are in the presence of our Lord.   And I also have a wonderful sight, not only to the future, but to the present joy I find ...looking into the loving eyes of little Stephen.